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Known primarily as Klomster, both on the net and on real life.

I really enjoy roleplaying and do so every weak, preferably twice in two different campaigns. Sometimes even more.

From time to time i've done some forum roleplaying with mixed success. I've tried GM-ing with even more mixed success and all in all, i find forum rp's enjoyable. Hence why i joined, hoping to play some forum rp's and OWN at it. (Or something.)

I have an erratic thought pattern so my posts can appear as incoherent, if you notice you can just mention it if i should clarify anything.Other than that, hey there fellas.

Awakening to a beautiful sunny sky, the Sobek smile to the suns warm rays and sit in the clearing for easily a couple of hours, just soaking the lifegiving warmth in.The children, being restless and unable to sit still, compared to the adults, began to run around and play after these two hours and as such the people slowly began to return to the way before the storm.

The hunters quickly set out and hunted a Krollan, one that would be eaten in a feast, to commemorate the conquering of the storm.Sebl and the seekers began to prepare for the journey north west, they wanted to see the river delta they had spotted far away.This journey would be a rather long one however and they decided to prepare carefully, bringing several weeks worth of supplies.

Vorak was hard at work repairing buildings, examining tools and items and while juggling all that, began to construct an odd little 'building' of clay.When Ata asked about the little creation, Vorak answered it was to trap the heat from the fire inside, so that the shining rocks would become hotter in the fire and thus melt more.That was his guess at least, all of this were things he had contemplated during the long storm and dreamt about.He called it a kiln.

The community was abuzz, the relief was so strong, one could almost see it in a way.Ata dressed once more in his speaker attire, the Krollan skull giving him a regal appearance while figuratively leaning on his staff.This day was perfect.....

Was...

The rain returned, barely any wind this time. The Sobek were used to rain though so had their feast anyway.But some time through it, everyone agreed that the rain was not normal, it was darker, more heavy.Ata spoke with heavy words.-"It seems we are not safe yet, let's get the children inside again and be on our guard." All nodded in response, Ata's actions during the storm had garnered him respect from the Sobek, he was a leader and guide, intelligent and descisive.

The darkness had now taken over, the rumble of thunder in the distance, only lightning strikes providing any sustainable light in the heavy rain.The waters began to rise, after a while Ata realised the hut was beginning to flood over, so he jumped into the water and entered through the underwater entry.The fire had been snuffed out, Alaga was holding the crying children who were getting colder.-"Alaga, this won't work, the water keeps rising, we must bring the children outside, have them protected by all of us!" Ata shouted, the booming rain drowning out most sounds.Alaga nodded but did not answer, Ata realized how dire the situation was because the tribes infant was in her mouth, somewhere mothers only held their infants when they felt they were under immediate threat.The children were evacuated, each one instructed to cling to and be held by an adult, to share their body heat.Now came another trial, where the storm had been droning and drawn out, this darkest of nights, 'the long dark' proved to be a whole other test of endurance.Standing constantly, even the grownups huddled together for warmth, forming a ring as water kept rising first over their ankles, then their knees, their waists and finally their chests.

Morale became low when shapes became visible in the distance, first it was thought it was the stress and vivid imagination of the children, but eventually it became clear that there was 'something' out there.Ata, soon followed by Grazh waded out and roared into the night, keeping close to their people but placing themselves between them and whatever horrors were lurking in the dark.Making themselves large, striking towards the danger, knowing full well there was not fighting this, but that didn't stop them from trying.The shrieks of beasts in the night, the thunder of lightning and the cries of the children. It was draining the Sobek deeply bodily but even more emotionally.

At one point, Ata saw one of them. It was close, so close that if he would have taken a step and stricken with the staff he would have reached it. One of the shades, the dwellers in the fog.It stared at him, he remembers those eyes perfectly, yet he cannot say if they had colour, the shape was unmistakable, but in the end he did not know what they were, what Ata knew however was that it was terrifying and staring right into his deepest being, his soul.He was transfixed for a long while, probably seconds but it felt like hours, days. Until it simply turned back into the fog.Ata was horrified, his heart beat with such intensity he had trouble breathing, he felt like he might die there and then from the horror.But he did not.And with that final apparition, the rains began to subside. A final low rolling rumble of thunder heralded the end of the rains.The sun even began to poke through once again.

Over the next hour the light shone more and more, the children riding atop the shoulders of the adults to let them sit in the warmth while the adults moved.They wandered for a bit, trying to find higher ground, they failed miserably and returned to their village, the highest point they knew of.Luckily, the abnormal water levels didn't stay at those levels and soon the water was only knee deep over their raised little island.

It was a rough day, the worst one they'd ever experienced, but they had endured.

Day 2, Week 25, cycle 1Sobek marshlands.Summertime 35 C°, Sunny

As the exhausted Sobek rested, Ata gazed into the sky, the darkness of the night keeping him awake, he felt wronged to the core and could not, would not sleep.But gazing into the sky made him comfortable, he had sat there for hours when he noticed light beginning to form.It was marvellous, light in the dark, life in the night, it was magnificent.He began to wake the others, first met with annoyed gruffs, but as they saw the night sky they shut up and began to wake others.

So the Sobek stared into the night sky for a long time. Seeing the magnificent display of stellar debris shining down upon them, they knew there was hope.There was light in the dark.

Eventually they went back to sleep, even Ata had to stop gazing upon the sky due to need of sleep.

The next morning the change was unmistakable, there was a strange feeling in the air and new odd things had appeared, the first noticeable a red flower with yellow dots which grew all over the swamp.The most impressive thing was the towering formation of crystal and mineral spires to the west, rising above the mangroves and the higher laying jungles to the west.It was awe inspiring, glistening in the sunlight.Sebl couldn't contain himself, he needed to go there. He was off within the hour with another seeker.

In the camp, activity was rising by the hour. Eventually the camp was nearing full effectiveness and the children even played a bit, despite the events of yesterday.

The new day brought new projects and challanges, Vorak finalized his project and soon brought out a large ingot he showed all present, he then showed something he had created using moulds and hammering.A copper axe, sharpened and reasonably polished with leaves and sand. The sobeks present awed by its sheen.Ata took it and held it high, letting the sunlight glint from it for everyone to see.-"Witness the first copper axe, the first of many tools. You have done well Vorak!" He was pleased, everyone agreed but Vorak was not done yet.-"I am pleased, but i found something else while doing this." With curiosity people followed Vorak to his kiln, which had a crucible made from stone and was constructed with clay and was of a draft furnace design, rather clever design.He reached inside and chipped off a piece of the inside of the furnace.

He held it so people could see and knocked on it with a claw, it pinged with a clear tone.It was hard.-"The fire made the clay hard, not as sturdy as rock but hard enough to interest me. Perhaps we can make things out of clay and burn them to make them hard?" Now many people were getting interested, even some of the children.-"This sounds like a wonderful idea, we should try to make things from clay and let you burn them, perhaps we could create useful things?"All present nodded at Ata's suggestion, some of the children were already scurrying off to get some clay, bragging about how they'd make the best things and sculptures like a clay Vorak, or an entire axe.

It was as such that the Sobek began to experiment with clay crafts, which would eventually result in pottery, as Sobek began to make deeper and deeper plates.

Day 3, Week 25, cycle 1Crystal formation.Summertime 37 C°, Sunny

Sebl and the seeker had arrived, the formation was immense and magnificent. Glistening in the sun with a variety of colours, merging together to look like white.They noticed a lot of copper and several other pieces they didn't recognize, brown, yellow, green. They brought an assortment of interesting rocks and a pair of chunks of copper ore they found.

Day 4, Week 25, cycle 1Sobek marshlands.Summertime 38 C°, Sunny

The seekers had returned, now everyone was studying the odd rocks and the large chunks of copper.It was decided that regular expeditions would be made to get hold of copper ore, to make tools and another project was discussed.

In a circle the oldest and wisest Sobeks gathered in a circle, around them the other listened intently.Ata stood up in the middle and was acting as speaker, making sure that all present would get a fair share of their thoughts heard.-"We gather now to discuss something which the first hunter and the first maker have discussed, we will decide what to do together." Ata's voice carried well and all present could easily hear him.-"Grazh, speak first." He stood up.-"I am Grazh, the first hunter. We have seen worrying things when hunting. Large lizards that move in groups, so far we've avoided them but i feel they could come closer to the village and threaten our people."-"How big are these lizards?" Ata asked, giving word to the thoughts of many.-"They reach as high or higher than us if raising their heads, if lain out on the ground they would be a bit bigger than us." Grazh statement got the response of a few gasps.He kept going.-"So far they've kept away, they bask in the sun like us but are not intelligent. They mostly keep to their packs but at times lone ones travel far. I fear they could come upon us at any moment, threatening our children and the weaker adults." Grazh spoke clearly, soon Vorak stood up and Ata gave him the word.-"Me and Grazh have discussed this with Ata, but have not come to a conclusion. But i suggest we prepare a protector. A sobek who is strong, able and willing to fight who will defend the village and our people, this protector will be given the best equipment we can create."Ata nodded to Vorak and spoke.-"I have discussed this with you on many ocassions, but i am doubtful of one of your ideas, please state it."-"As we all know, some of the other makers have begun making krollan leather, it is of great usefulness, we thank them. I have an idea with the copper and the combination of a leather jacket."People were listening closely as Vorak spoke.-"I suggest we clad our protector in copper, so no beast can harm him. This will however take a lot of copper and as such we won't be able to make many tools to begin with." Ata confronted Vorak.-"Can we afford this lack of exceptional tools? Those who have tried the copper tools made so far know they are vastly superior. Also how would you clad a Sobek i copper? This is mad." His words were strong and confrontational, but lacked emotion, for anger would not give anything, nor would doubt, but strength would. Vorak answered.-"I would make the copper into small pieces, sew and nail it to a jacket. It would be like our scales or those of a fish, a weave of copper scales."-"I do not see how this would work, but i know you are wise in the art of making. So perhaps this is possible, but is it worth it? How dangerous are these lizards?"Ata turned to Grazh, whom stood once more and spoke.-"The lizards, whom we hunters call Stillio, are very large and have large claws and fangs, more deadly than ours. Should a single one come into our village it could kill an adult Sobek. Should several come i don't want to think of it. A protector would be able to be bitten and clawed if they were clad in copper."-"Also, in the swamps, we've found tracks from something larger than a Stillio, we know not what manner of beast left it, but it is massive."Ata nodded deeply and began to ask each and every one present, beginning with the eldest.-"Shall we have a protector, and should this protector be clad in copper? Taking copper that would be used for tools?"

Every Sobek agreed that they should have a protector, a guardian to protect their settlement from the dangers in the swamp.Many showing great worry for the children, others just claiming it common sense.However fewer agreed about the copper usage. Many thought it would be better to get tools to build a large wall, others thought it best to gather several Sobek as protectors when the need arose, having a storage of spears ready.One juvenile Sobek was for the idea of a copper clad protector, but thought it best to make tools to get more copper first so more could be gathered faster.Ata praised this idea along with the idea of the storage of many spears.

Eventually it was decided, after several hours of discussion.A group of protectors would be chosen, but one would be the first protector. The greatest among them and only the first would be constantly watching and training.Tools for more copper were decided the best path forward, so hammers and wedges of copper would be made so that more copper would be brought it.Only then would be first protector be clad in metal.

Now came the question, who would be the first protector.Grazh gave his thoughts.-"I say the most potent, strong and best at fighting should be the first protector, i myself however don't want to take away the chance for someone to be the first protector."The Sobek were looking around and there was no doubt about it, Grazh was the biggest of them, the strongest and the best at fighting, having once wrestled a juvenile Krollan to the ground by himself.Gar arose, Ata gave him the word.-"I am Gar, one of the hunters. I think Grazh would make an excellent protector, for he is mighty and fight better than any of us. And.... he's rubbish at sneaking." People were at first astonished but then noticed the blatant grin on Gar's face, Grazh chuckled and answered.-"You are harsh but fair Gar, i am the worst hunter when it comes to stealth, forgive me for the times i've scared off the prey."The mood was good and Ata went forth to Grazh and put his hand on his shoulder before speaking.-"Remember Grazh, being the first is not only a blessing, it is a responsibility. To see what the Sobek needs and to see what needs to be done. I say you would be a fine protector."-"You honor me speaker!" Grazh had all eyes on him, getting a bit embarrased.

As such it was decided, Grazh would be the first protector, Gar would become the great hunter. For his excellence in hunting.

Day 6, Week 27, cycle 1South east riverlands.Summertime 26 C°, Foggy

The sobek had come far, they had explored further now and had a better grasp of the peninsula they lived upon. Now Sebl had decided it was time to check out the rivers to the north-west of the Sobek.For several days they had travelled as they came closer to the rivers.The expedition was going great and Sebl and the two others decided to go to the coast and check the area again from there.

They were surprised, almost chocked.In the distance, barely visible in the fog were huts on one of the riverbanks.Sebl and the others didn't know what to do, who had built them? Were they occupied? Where they an unknown tribe of Sobek? Could something else build huts?The only thing similar to intelligent life so far had been the Stillio and some small lizards, but none of them had shown any form of intelligence that suggested the ability to build huts.

They decided to get closer, slowly and silently walking through the fog, trying to not get spotted by whoever had created the huts.They crossed the first of the trio of rivers to get to the area with the huts, slowly submerging into the water and silently emerging on the other side, repeating it once more on the second river.With slow movements and great patience they closed with the mysterious settlement.After several hours, it was nearing night. In the dark Sebl and the other seekers stalked the area trying to spot who lived there.But no luck, the fog and the darkness was getting the better of them.After at most half an hour they gave up, they didn't want to be noticed by whoever lived here and be ambushed, so they left as silently as they had come.

For half the night they kept moving, only submerging in the last river on their way home after moving constantly through the night.Sticking up only their noses, they slept in the river, hopefully having evaded any pursuers.Perhaps the village was empty, but it looked recently made and had many signs of being lived in.So why hadn't they seen anyone?The possibility of having been spotted was an option, perhaps having scared them off?

It would take two more days for the seekers to return from their foray.

Day 2, Week 28, cycle 1Sobek marshlands.Summertime 29 C°, Sunny

The seekers informed the others, it was decided.The Sobek would continue to scout around this mysterious settlement, attempt to figure out who lived there and if they were Sobek, or some kind of unfathomable lifeform.Some played with the idea that they could be birdmen, fishmen or perhaps even plantmen.While speculations were wild, no one really thought it would be anything outlandish, so they expected some sort of sapient reptillian and probably another tribe of Sobek.

The Sobek survive the long night, shaken but undeterred. They begin to scout more aggressively finding the large mineral formation to their west.They begin to work on pottery and find a mysterious settlement to the north, they try to get near but dare not go too close.

Grazh becomes the first protector and the Sobek begins to assemble gear for the first protector. Sacrificing some spread of tools.

The Sobek had made good headway, a small village had formed, with roofs made from rattan struts holding up fern roofs. A few roofed platforms protected firewood and some sensitive tools from the damp below. In places such raised platforms had even been constructed over the flooded parts of the area to create extra storage space.

Vorak had gathered several skilled Sobek whom helped build and craft various things. Some weaved baskets from rattan, while others made more complex tools. Like a bow-drill fire-starter.

A team of burly Sobek was also beginning to gather stones. As big as they could carry, which was dozens of kilos in some cases, they were hardly massive.A bit larger rocks was possible to move after the makers had provided them with sleds. These rocks were being gathered and some were being worked with rudimentary tools.The plan was to make some bricks, some slabs and some tools. The fire-starters needed rocks for durability and a nice slab was constructed to commemorate the founding of their settlement.

The time went on, Ata made sure to help, plan and delegate to the best of his abilities. The Sobek were pleased with his leadership and he helped a few younger Sobek to found the Seekers, led by Sebl, the first seeker.The seekers travelled and tried to get a sense of the land, to find new resources and to point out stones for the makers to gather.Stone wasn't that common in the swamp, but to the south they found the coast, which had many more than the swamp.

Day 1, Week 12, Cycle 1Sobek marshlands.Springtime, 38 C*, Overcast

As the rain poured down Ata and Grazh got a funny feeling. They stared toward the heaven for a long time.-"A storm is brewing." Vorak broke the silence, the others slowly nodded to the sky before turning their heads to the maker.-"Yes, i can feel it in my tail, the weather is changing." Ata concurred, turning to the village.-"These buildings will not survive a storm." Vorak just nodded in response before answering.-"We do not have enough stone to make even a single building. Let alone several. We will not be safe inside buildings."-"Yes Vorak, we will not sit safely in buildings. This saddens me." Ata was visibly distraught, until Grazh spoke.-"It matters not, we are Sobek! We are hardy and wind and water will not deter us. We will survive with ease!" He accentuated their hardiness with a beat on the chest.-"Yes, the people will endure. But what about the things we have made? Can we protect them?" Ata's worries led to the trio and several other who had gathered scratch their neck-skins in thought.They sat down and began to think, many began to go and do work.After half an hour, Vorak spoke.-"We have some stone, i can create a safe with stone bricks, held together with dried clay. That way we can safeguard our tools and our first things." Ata stood up and put a hand on Voraks shoulder.-"This will work, you are wise and clever, shows that you are the first maker, let it be so! We will focus on getting stone bricks."The settlement became abuzz with activity, many who had before done other tasks were now put to help make stone bricks. It was time consuming to form the stones into bricks of the same size with only stones and sticks, but they were patient.One such group were the hunters. They had been succesful and the Sobek had figured out several interesting ways to store meat. Underwater it was protected from the flying insects and below they were kept safe with the puddletoads or tadpole hunters as the Sobek called them eating the larvae that lived in the water.The meat drawing them in but being far to unwieldy for themselves to eat.Over the months the Sobek and the tadpole hunters had begun to form a sort of symbiotic relationship. As in the Sobek let the tadpole hunters be, and the toads ate the vermin that risked ruining their meat.The hunters had actually because of this created a bit of a stash of stored food.

Day 3, Week 12, Cycle 1Sobek marshlands.Springtime, 37 C*, Overcast

The seekers had returned, they were excited as well.Ata was quick to go to them as they showed a strange rock to many in the settlement. As Ata came close Sebl handed him the rock and exclaimed.-"I found a blue-green rock, it sparkled in the light so i knew i needed to show it!" Ata studied the strange rock, it almost looked bubbly, with a turqoise sheen which reflected the light at certain angles. He called for Vorak whom immediately went to him.As Ata handed him the rock his eyes widened and began to study the rock, scratch at it and rub it. With a firm grip, he utilized a weakness in the rock and broke it in two.Inside was an even more beautiful couloration, sparkling turquise which easily glinted in the light and patches of golden hue which shone.The eyes of those present lit up and turned to Vorak.-"What can you make with it?" Ata's question was calm, but excitement was noticeable despite his attempts to hide it.-"I think... i don't know why, but we need fire... this is done with fire...." Voraks answer was cryptic and full of thoughts, those who knew him more closely noticed confusion as well, since he didn't really know why fire would be the way to handle the rock.Those gathered curiously followed Vorak, Ata leaning on an uprooted young mangrove that looked interesting using it as a staff, the others just watching the old Sobek pile on a bunch of firewood on the fire, putting the rock inside and getting hold of a large leaf he could fan with combined with blowing on the fire.The fire was somewhat big, definetely the biggest they'd lit yet, even if the one they lit during their first feast was nearly as big.-"You think this will work? What will it do?" Ata being the speaker voiced everyones concerns.-"The rocks with colour, some of them can be burned, inside them is something useful... i think." Vorak tried to sound sure of himself, but failed for in truth he didn't really know what he was doing.None of those present ridiculed Vorak though, they all felt odd familiarity with all manner of things, even if it became rarer and rarer with each day, so they just assumed he had such a feeling.

After several hours the fire died down, with a pair of sticks Vorak dug in the ashes. But it seemed that the brilliant rock had just been ruined. Blackened and fragile, it broke apart as he tried to maniplate it.Utterly defeated Vorak sat down and looked apologetic.-"I thought... i felt..." Ata walked to him and put his hand on the old Sobeks shoulder.-"We do not blame you, you did what you felt was best, tried to help our kind. One cannot succeed every time." Vorak was still upset but felt a lot better.The congregation was dispersing, the dissappointment was all around as they wanted to see Vorak succeed in whatever it was that he tried.

A Sobek child, barely a meter tall and probably just a few years old began to poke in the ash with a stick of his own. Being inspired by Vorak.The ash was a whitish grey in most parts, having embers in it still from the heat of the burn.Cocking his head from side to side, the child played, until he saw something.-"PRETTY!!" He loudly exclaimed, all adults had left the bonfire and only Ata was curious enough to look at the child.-"Pretty pretty!" The child ran after Vorak and yanked his tail with excitement.-"Grrrr, What do you want?" He unleashed a guttural growl which momentarily made the child back away, but he regained his posture.-"You made pretty! See!" In his hand he showed Vorak a tiny pebble of shining copper. It was roughly the size of a grain, but it shined with gold.Vorak realizing the situation looked really close, it was true, it did work, whatever he did. He lifted the child with his hands in front of him and said.-"Child, you make me happy! Let us find the pretty rocks. You will help me for i can barely see them." Ata had closed the distance and was now checking the tiny pebble. It was true, the golden shine had been driven from the rock with fire.For at least two hours, the small Sobek and Vorak helped each other find as much of the copper they could. They carefully put the small pieces in on a plate made from rock. It was not much but Vorak was sure that he could make something if he had more of the rocks.Ata felt joy when he heard Vorak tell the child of ways to create tools and how the child would become an excellent maker.

It was as such that the Sobek began to smelt copper, it would take vorak a long time to figure out how to optimize the process enough so that a usable product could be obtained, but this crucial first step had been overcome.

Rain was pouring down many times a day instead of the usual drizzle once or twice. Most of the shelters that were before were now dismantled or heavily reinforced, with rocks holding down ropes made from bulbflowers keeping the roofs in check while the walls were greatly improved for instead of just clay and plant fiber, the Sobek had made several mangrove planks using axes and created a single sturdy building and a pair of storage platforms that while improved didn't compare to the main building.At the centre of the dry patch, in its highest point the safe had just been finished.It looked like a large sarcophagus, able to house a fully grown Sobek if need be. In this tomb, the important items were being gathered. The first dagger, the first axe, the slab commemorating the founding of the settlement as well as the old altar.

Many other items were also put into the safe, baskets, food, the first attempts of weaving cloth and even Ata's skull crown, which was now improved by Vorak to feature a strap and improved comfort.The tomb was then sealed, simply by putting planks on top with stone bricks holding it down.Then it was slathered in clay.

The winds were beginning to pick up, every day they realized that it was worse than before. Some of their shelters wouldn't even have survived these winds let alone a full blown storm.Day 1, Week 18, Cycle 1Sobek marshlands.Springtime, 23 C*, Violent storm.

The storm finally came. In a way it was a relief since they would see their preparations were not in vain. In praxis however, it was horrible.Sobek could not stand in the open, the wind would chill them and they'd become sluggish and weak, so the grown ups would lie in the water beneath the mangroves. Sticking up their nostrils and eyes lying motionless. The waters would become colder, the air was already colder, but the storm would make it worse, the Sobek would suffer, but they would endure.The young were however put in the sturdy hut, together with Alaga, the first Caretaker. A blueish middle aged female who would stay with the young and make sure they behaved, they were entertained and only ate what their rations would ordain.The children were kind of thrilled to begin with, Alaga was popular and they played games, crafted things and made up stories together, around the firelight which they huddled close to for warmth.They reckoned the children would not survive the harsh conditions outside so this descision was made.

The one most subjected to the harsh weather was Ata. He diligently went from Sobek to Sobek to check on them, every day he checked on the hut with the young and made sure to get things for them if they needed things.At times being totally exhausted from moving about during the day, he at times slept in the hut. Whenever he did he took up a massive space of the hut. Alaga forced him to let the young share his heat. Which he agreed to, reluctantly.

The seekers stopped their efforts all together. But they had gotten a good sense of the land when the other had made preparations.They knew they lived on a peninsula, even if they didn't know how big the peninsula was.They also learned there was a large strait to the north leading into a bay with a delta to the northwest.This area was far away however and getting to the strait had taken a lot of effort in the declining weather.But they made sure that they would explore this delta in the future.

Time Passed:2,5 months

Time Until Next Turn:3 months

Events/Developments:

The Sobek prepare for the storm as they best see fit. They discover copper and begin to work on refining it into usable materials.

The Sobek let their children be in proper shelter whilst the grown ups weather it outside under the large mangroves.

The first meeting, the first day, forgotten memories and countless doubts.

Day 1, Week 1, Cycle 1Sobek marshlands.Springtime, 32 C*, Sunny

The swamp was a deep green cacophony of sounds, insects, toads and the creaking of trees. Large ferns easily two meters tall were scattered around and sprang up from the musky brown green water which reached the one hundred individuals up to their knees. Large mangroves blotted out large swathes of the swamp, leaving mostly shadows and only a few streaks of light reaching the swamp floor.

Each and every one of them looked around. They saw people who looked like them, Sobek, they knew this word by heart, this was what they are.Even if they were naked their genitals were hidden by their skin, none of them felt shame or anxiety, only confusion.They were supposed to wear something, supposed to know things. But this had been taken from them.None spoke, they nodded to others as they began to mill about, taking a look around. The sloshing of their feet barely more audible than the noises of the swamp.One spot was raised and in a clearing. Basked in the light of the sun. Those present began to move to this clearing.One by one they stood upon the raised ground, more and more gathered, old, young, males, females, strong and weak. All gathered and with a wordless agreement they all sat down.

With crossed legs and closing their eyes, they thought long and hard about what they were supposed to be sad about losing. What was missing from their bodies, what their homes were like.None had spoken, it was perfectly silent apart from the swamps songs.So they remained for at least an hour. Deep in thought. Silent.

A younger Sobek stood up, his pale green skin and lean strong frame stood out in the gleaming sunlight and his movement earned the attention of those present.-"I am Ata, i am the first speaker... we cannot dwell on what we've lost, it is gone, to chase it would be to grasp at air, fruitless. We must build our future with our own hands." As he spoke he did so with purpose, presence and with broad gesticulations, the others listened intently but did not move.-"I am not Ata because i remember the past, i am Ata for i took that name, you will take your new self from this swamp and you will build a future for yourself!" The Sobeks began to nod more eagerly and look upon each other.Another stood up, a dark skinned old male who put his hand on his heart.-"I am Vorak!" Ata closed the distance and spoke to Vorak.-"You are Vorak, i am the first speaker, what are you?" Ata's question was filled with an overpowering presence and intimidation, not to put Vorak down but to empower his words.-"I am the first maker!" He leaned down and took two rocks, with a skillful strike he split one with the other and thus formed a sharp edged blade.-"Witness Vorak the first maker!" Ata exclaimed and gestured for people to look at Vorak.-"Like us, now seize a name and find what you will do!"

-"I am Grazh, i am the first hunter!" Echoed from behind. A massive Sobek with scars and near black hide stood and slammed his chest once, he walked up to Vorak and held out his hand.Vorak looked at Grazh, then at the hand and with a nod put the makeshift dagger in his hand.Ata joined in and spoke to Grazh.-"You are Grazh, now take the weapon and hunt for our first meal!"A nod was the response, one by one a Sobek stood and spoke its name. Ata met each and every one and gave them reassurance.Many did not choose a profession, and none looked down upon them for this. For they realized that being the first ment a great responsibility.The Sobek began to build, Vorak led his kinsmen in the making of tools. Grazh took three with him and gathered them, with a spark of inspiration he stretched down and smeared his fingers with clay, which he streaked over his face with his fingers, leaving parallel markings of pale blue.The three others joined in and left.

The first hunt, the first feast.

The Krollan were not aware of the danger, calmly eating from the swamp mush, the Sobek's led by Grazh stalked and picked one out and led it astray.It did not stand much of a chance, the four of them had more mass than the beast and they launched themselves upon it and grappled it with their strong arms.It tried to escape, but it could not. With an unexpectedly experienced hand Grazh went in for a strike to the throat with the stone dagger.The panicked krollan tried to escape as its lifeblood flowed from its open wound, but it was for naught, the Sobek were too strong.The other krollans fled the scene, in triumph Grazh and the others cheered with guttural growls and then dragged the beast to the centre of the clearing.Gatorsound

The clearing was abuzz with activity, people crafting, figuring out what plants had fibers, where stone could be found and what trees were useful.The thicker vines proved more useful than the mangroves at the moment, making easy sturdy handles on which rocks could be fastened, making tools with which more complex tasks could be done.Vorak had begun to create a rudimentary roof held up with poles made from the thicker vines, the bracken roof held together with strings made from a blade leafed tall plant with a blue bulbed ugly flower which smelled slightly like rotten fruit.As Grazh entered the clearing he unleashed a guttural sound, at which all the Sobeks joined in and added to the triumphant cacophony. Celebrating the successful first hunt.Rohz took the responsibility of the first butcher and used the knife to extract as much meat as possible, most sat with crossed legs while some helped sort the bits of the animal.

After a long time, the beast was mostly divided in its parts and the head was done but before the workers could lay away the skull Ata rose, walked forth and grabbed it and stared into its bloody bone eyes.-"You are the first meal, thank you for your sustenance." And broke off a few select pieces from the underside, then put the skull on top of his head.The bone white skull and the spines in the back gave him a vicious and sort of regal look.-"Now, we feast!" Ata's voice boome out and the Sobek cheered in guttural growls.Everyone got a piece, Grazh ate the heart since he slew the beast, soon the beast was picked clean and Vorak and the other makers began to study the bones to see which ones would make the best tools and what else could be made.

So the Sobek worked, they hunted, they built. Soon the initial tools were exchanged for superior tools and rudimentary buildings had been built.Something that came naturally to them was to store meat underwater, it just felt right somehow and the taste was more enriched they felt.

But the first tools were not thrown away, especially not the first dagger.It was put on a makeshift altar, made from two rocks with a simple inscription saying "first" with a symbol.

Time Passed:None, this is the the first day......

Time Until Next Turn:3 months

Events/Developments:

Ata arose as the first speaker, the Sobek hunted for the first time and began to focus on building their settlement.

Fermentation is being figured out, along with interesting tools like the wheel.

RACE NAME: SobekRACE TRAITS:Ancient (-2) - Members of this species have unnaturally long lifespans, the oldest members living as long as 200-250 years. Their bodies are also significantly more resilient as a result, able to recover from dangerous diseases and other adverse effects that might shorten their lifespan.

Nonadaptive (+1) - Members of this species don't adapt particularly well to foreign environments and struggle to survive in places that aren't similar to their birth. The extreme cold or heat strains their nervous and immune systems, making them fatigued and sickly on such places. (Cold blooded)

Big (0) - Members of this species are naturally larger than their peers. This size is both a blessing and a curse: members of the species usually live slightly longer and are stronger, but they also move slower and tire out more easily, as well as they are unable to easily hide or fit onto smaller spaces.

Flavor traits.Amphibian light (0) - The Sobek can hold their breath for extended periods of time, 2 hours is standard but they can train for up to 3 or 4 hours. They also swim really well.The downside is that they cannot live underwater per se, on the flipside they aren't as sensitive to droughts as true amphibians.

Carnivorous (0) - Members of the species are carnivores and as such cannot eat plants save for a few spices and the odd fruit. Grain and vegetables are generally poisonous to them or otherwise inedible.

Tough skin (0) - The skin of this species is rough and leathery and provides protection against many cuts and bruises. Think the rough skin of a reptile or the thick hide of a hippo.

Tail (0) - Sobek have a tail, it helps with swimming and keeping their balance. It is also strong and could be used as a weapon, even if it isn't as long as a proper crocodile's tail.

RACE PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:

The Sobek are a race of humanoid alligators, they never stop to grow their entire life, which can last up to 300 years, which results in some sobek reaching heights near 3 meters tall. But averaging 2,5. This together with their broad shoulders gives them a very menacing presence.Their skin is usually green, a light green which goes darker with age. But some variation exist and tones more akin to blue and yellow has been reported. A few feathers on the back of the head is also not unheard of but rare.

They are carnivores and as such have to hunt for food, therefore the species often sport lean defined musculature.Both males and females hunt. Males grow larger than the females.

POPULATION: 100

RACE BEHAVIOUR: The sobek are often described as looming. They move sort of slow to conserve energy but are fully capable of full on sprint and fighting. They are also unexpectedly sneaky despite their size and often ambush prey.They are cunning and ingenious, often using tools and tactics to achieve their goals.

The females are only fertile a dozen or so times during their lifetime, but when they are they can lay between 20 to 40 eggs, the eggs need to be kept body temperature for 10 months, usually just laid in a hidden spot in the wild, but in colder regions needs to be kept close to the female's body to keep its temperature.Temperatures during the early stage of the incubation help determine the genders of the eggs, which means that the mothers to an extent can control what their eggs will hatch as.This is not a clear science without temperature control tools however.The majority of eggs are born as male, with a ratio of roughly 60-40.

Most of the time in the wild, when not hunting, the Sobek will lay in a sunny spot and relax.

The Sobek can eat what other races would deem rotten meat, while it's not rotten per se, the Sobek can eat meat that would be considered rancid by other species, but not truly rotten meat.In fact Sobeks usually store their food for a while before eating it, preferring it more stale than other species. Often with some herbs or a light searing with fire.Sobeks love fermenting their meats and experiment constantly with new methods.

cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/i…Tadpole hunter.These little blighters pose no threat to Sobek, but eat unwanted vermin in the swamp. They don't fear Sobek and they don't taste that well, porous meat and mildly poisonous. So the Sobek leave them alone.

RACE NAME: SobekRACE TRAITS:Ancient (-2) - Members of this species have unnaturally long lifespans, the oldest members living as long as 200-250 years. Their bodies are also significantly more resilient as a result, able to recover from dangerous diseases and other adverse effects that might shorten their lifespan.

Nonadaptive (+1) - Members of this species don't adapt particularly well to foreign environments and struggle to survive in places that aren't similar to their birth. The extreme cold or heat strains their nervous and immune systems, making them fatigued and sickly on such places. (Cold blooded)

Big (0) - Members of this species are naturally larger than their peers. This size is both a blessing and a curse: members of the species usually live slightly longer and are stronger, but they also move slower and tire out more easily, as well as they are unable to easily hide or fit onto smaller spaces.

Flavor traits.Amphibian light (0) - The Sobek can hold their breath for extended periods of time, 2 hours is standard but they can train for up to 3 or 4 hours. They also swim really well.The downside is that they cannot live underwater per se, on the flipside they aren't as sensitive to droughts as true amphibians.

Carnivorous (0) - Members of the species are carnivores and as such cannot eat plants save for a few spices and the odd fruit. Grain and vegetables are generally poisonous to them or otherwise inedible.

Tough skin (0) - The skin of this species is rough and leathery and provides protection against many cuts and bruises. Think the rough skin of a reptile or the thick hide of a hippo.

RACE PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:

The Sobek are a race of humanoid alligators, they never stop to grow their entire life, which can last up to 300 years, which results in some sobek reaching heights near 2,5 meters tall. This together with their broad shoulders gives them a very menacing presence.Their skin is usually green, a light green which goes darker with age. But some variation exist and tones more akin to blue and yellow has been reported. A few feathers on the back of the head is also not unheard of but rare.

They are carnivores and as such have to hunt for food, therefore the species often sport lean defined musculature.Both males and females hunt. Males grow larger than the females.

POPULATION: Up for community vote, depending on traits

RACE BEHAVIOUR: The sobek are often described as looming. They move sort of slow to conserve energy but are fully capable of full on sprint and fighting. They are also unexpectedly sneaky despite their size and often ambush prey.They are cunning and ingenious, often using tools and tactics to achieve their goals.

The females are only fertile a dozen or so times during their lifetime, but when they are they can lay between 20 to 40 eggs, the eggs need to be kept body temperature for 10 months, usually just laid in a hidden spot in the wild, but in colder regions needs to be kept close to the female's body to keep its temperature.Temperatures during the early stage of the incubation help determine the genders of the eggs, which means that the mothers to an extent can control what their eggs will hatch as.This is not a clear science without temperature control tools however.The majority of eggs are born as male, with a ration of roughly 60-40.

Most of the time in the wild, when not hunting, the Sobek will lay in a sunny spot and relax.

The Sobek can eat what other races would deem rotten meat, while it's not rotten per se, the Sobek can eat meat that would be considered rancid by other species, but not truly rotten meat.In fact Sobeks usually store their food for a while before eating it, preferring it more stale than other species. Often with some herbs or a light searing with fire.Sobeks love fermenting their meats and experiment constantly with new methods.

Would carnivorous constitute a +1 penalty?Also looking at the rules and the Mordukai, does one get a trait pick for free? It's not very clear.Would a cold penalty constitute a +1 penalty?If carnivorous and cold wouldn't give +1 on their own, could i have a penalty which combines them for +1?Only 3 picks? Hmmm, i'll have to consider this.

It will be hard for anyone who's interested to get a feel for the game without the traits.If they aren't done, just put in a few finished ones.If it's supposed to be build your own traits kind of play, it's even more important with a few examples to have a reference.

Known primarily as Klomster, both on the net and on real life.
I really enjoy roleplaying and do so every weak, preferably twice in two different campaigns. Sometimes even more.
From time to time i've done some forum roleplaying with mixed success. I've tried GM-ing with even more mixed success and all in all, i find forum rp's enjoyable. Hence why i joined, hoping to play some forum rp's and OWN at it. (Or something.)
I have an erratic thought pattern so my posts can appear as incoherent, if you notice you can just mention it if i should clarify anything.
Other than that, hey there fellas.

<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Known primarily as Klomster, both on the net and on real life.<br><br>I really enjoy roleplaying and do so every weak, preferably twice in two different campaigns. Sometimes even more.<br><br>From time to time i've done some forum roleplaying with mixed success. I've tried GM-ing with even more mixed success and all in all, i find forum rp's enjoyable. Hence why i joined, hoping to play some forum rp's and OWN at it. (Or something.)<br><br>I have an erratic thought pattern so my posts can appear as incoherent, if you notice you can just mention it if i should clarify anything.<br>Other than that, hey there fellas.</div>